This vlog is literally our last day in our Alaska house, and y’all… it was stressful. I’m packing, trying to keep it together, and the movers are moving way too slow (and my lace is showing like… what is happening). Michael had appointments, I’m trying to manage everything with Noah, and I’m also trying to stay kind because I could tell the movers were brand new. I kept reminding myself to treat people how I’d want to be treated, even when I was frustrated, and I’m not gonna lie—that was a real faith moment for me. After the chaos, we finally get to a hotel to rest before our flight, and then it’s airport mode: rental drop-off, stroller, car seat, bags, and a sleepy baby strapped to me. We had so many flights (Atlanta in between), so much fast food, and so many little things that could’ve gone wrong—but didn’t. Even when Booking.com messed up our reservation and we had to pay again, and even when TSA was hectic (and my camera took a hit), I truly saw God’s mercy and grace the whole way through. Then we land in Florida and it’s a whole different world—hot, more city, more culture, and cheaper. We do Target runs, start settling into the new house with an air mattress, and even pick up furniture with a U-Haul in the pouring rain. It’s the end of one chapter and the start of another, and I’m just grateful we made it.